Thread: What Dream Made You Feel The Most Emotional?

Usually, I have very emotional dreams if they involve love. For instance, I once, I dreampt that my fiance was dying of a terminal illness, and I felt very intense sadness, love, and helplessless because of it. Good topic!

well.. i have dreams sometimes of my mom dying and im crying in the dream and i wake up crying and have to go check on her to see if she's still alive!

and if i dream about someone i have a small crush on that flowers into a BIG ass crush and it SUCKS!! lol but if i dream about my b/f i just wake up happy.. its weird

my most emotional dreams tho are the depressing, sad ones

My most emotional dream I had approx. 4 years ago (when I was ~14). I was walking around in the woods, and all of sudden a large bear attacked me. I had brought an axe with me, so I stabbed the bear in his chest several times. He fell into my arms, bleeding from the injuries I had inflicted on him in self-defense. We started to talk with each other as he was dying, and I felt pity for him. I woke up weeping.

I felt lots of pity for the bear as he couldn't make it, but also pride for standing my ground and conquering fear.

The nightmares I grew up with where the hardest and most intense of any dreams I've ever had.

I had a dream about a history teacher that I've never met before named "Mr. Custer" Apparently he got framed or he was mistaken for someone who had committed some kind of horrible crime. The punishment was to be sent out to see in a vessel and the vessel be sunk. I was on the dock as the ship started to leave, his wife was there at the foot of the gang plank, praying. I ran beside the ship as it started to leave, talking to the condemned through the bars, thanking him for teaching my class so well, complimenting on how well he did, apologizing over and over again. At the end of the dock he told me not to worry about it. I felt bitterly sad, because I knew he couldn't have done anything bad enough to deserve such a death. I was crying probably harder than I'd ever done in reality. It was just terrible. I realized then that I was crying but I felt no tears. At that realization I woke up.

That was pretty recent, I can't remember any other ones like that though.

Originally Posted by EvilTemplar

Anything from good or bad emotions, which really made you feel emotional?,
For me it was a very short dream but it still bothers me.
I was standing outside my house looking in a direction where there was a strong light and night had turned to day because of the impact of a giant meteor thousands of miles away. I saw meteor showers going in all directions and everything was crumbling around me, I felt great fear, sadness, and hopelessness because i was witnessing and was about to feel the end of existence. The dream ended with everything evaporating into a white light...
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I had a dream similar to this where I'm in my room reading a comicbook. Everything feels good in life. I go to my window and see this white light in the distance and quickly heads my way engulfing everything in its path. I run the other way and I see myself clutching the wall as the light desintegrates me and pretty much everything in existence.

Had a couple involving family dying, etc.
When I was smaller, I had this dream that I was in the mountains with my dad, and we were on this very very narrow ridge, and suddenly he fell down into the huge ravine. My brother was there, and when all seemed lost, this skier guy came speeding down the mountain across from us, went off a ramp and caught my dad in the air. Carrying my dad, he made the jump over the whole ravine, only to land at full speed and to crash into a nearby abandoned car, which then exploded. Woke up crying.
The other one I can think of was about my whole family visiting some factory. We ended up in this room, and suddenly everything around us exploded, destroying barrels containing hazardous green goo that killed anyone who touched it. There was no way out of the room, and we were all on separate little islands of land/ground left untouched by the green stuff. I was on this big one where there was a ramp leading to the top of a small hill, but the rest of my family were on small, low patches of ground. The level of the goo in the room was slowly rising, and soon enough my mom and dad died, submerged. My two brothers were also there, and one of them died soon after. Near the end of the dream, I was talking/crying with my brother that was still alive, and pacing around my island nervously, knowing he was next. I think he eventually died too. I did make it out somehow though, and remember standing in a field with a whole crowd of people in front of someone on a podium, yelling for revenge and war on whoever caused this.

Oh my god. No.

My most emotional dreams involves the death of a loved one like my husband, mom, or sister. Most of the time the depression these dreams cause persist even after I wake up from them.

I had a very complex one last night, that in retrospect, shouldn't of had much effect on me. But it is the most terrifing dream I have ever had. During the dream however I felt a huge range of emotions.

Back when I was little I had a dream, or a few, don't remember, where I lived in a cave on a riverside hill. I lived with this thing, he kind of looked like the hairy guy from The Adams Family, except he was purple and instead of long golden hair he had thick cornrolls all over his body. I remember in my dreams we were best friends and it was such a perfect scenary. I felt really happy, but sad now, because I can't think of any more times I've had a dream with him in it.

There's this one dream I can remember from my childhood that made me really scared and made me feel really helpless. Me and my dad were in this apartment I guess, and my dad went into the bathroom and locked the door and I was outside. Then everything went really dark but I could still see white doors down the halls opening and slamming shut by themselves. I was trying to get into the bathroom and calling for my dad but he wouldn't answer, then I woke up.

Originally Posted by EvilTemplar

Anything from good or bad emotions, which really made you feel emotional?,
For me it was a very short dream but it still bothers me.
I was standing outside my house looking in a direction where there was a strong light and night had turned to day because of the impact of a giant meteor thousands of miles away. I saw meteor showers going in all directions and everything was crumbling around me, I felt great fear, sadness, and hopelessness because i was witnessing and was about to feel the end of existence. The dream ended with everything evaporating into a white light...
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probably the one where I was forced to kill my family (they were evil duplicates, about to kill the real, good ones) in front of other family. Woke up in tears.

Probably the dream where I was hugging my ex-boyfriend and he was mine again and all nice like it was before and I never ever wanted to let go but eventually he tore away and left without saying good bye.

My most emotional dream occured not too long ago.

A few months ago one of my friends committed suicide. (The day after I joined here, as a matter of fact) In one of my lucid dreams I decided I would just talk to him. I asked him all sorts of questions, and he said some pretty inspirational stuff that has touched me deep down forever. I felt like we connected much more than we ever connected in life. When I woke up I was crying, more from love than saddness, and now whenever I think of it I have to fight back the tears.

From my Dream Journal:

Last night I had another..."bubble" dream. I'm even hesitant to call it that because although it did make me a bit melancholic/nostalgic upon waking...and somewhat so even in my dream where I knew I was a fool...I felt like I was more in control here. It was a bit different?

We were in a cab. I don't know where we were coming from but nothing had changed...everything had happened the way that it had. So, I don't even know why we were together. It was a long cab ride and I don't remember any of it. I just remember being somehwat awake and somewhat asleep. I opened my eyes a bit and things were blurry. We were both sitting in the cab facing towards each other. Our sides and heads were rested up against the seat and my head was just under his. We were both half asleep.

I could feel his breath on my face and the warmth from his body. There was something so...innocent and intimate about the way we were sleeping. It felt so comfortable. Like nothing I can describe. He said to me "scoot over". And in my half sleepy state I figured that he didn't like me being so close so I scooted back a little towards my side of the cab. "No," he said...."I meant scoot closer."

I can't even explain the feeling in my heart. So I scooted closer to him and our faces were nearly touching just looking into each others eyes. He put is arm around me and gave me a hug. The cab stopped. The driver was a larger black woman, extremely friendly. We had arrived at our destination...yet we remained there just holding each other.

I wanted to cry but I didn't let my emotions overcome me. He finally got up and opened the door of the cab. He was standing there with the door open and he leaned down and looked at me. "The verdict is in." he said. I knew exactly what he meant. I should have been thrilled...this was afterall...what I wanted right? Yet I was so scared. I couldn't take it all over again. "Shhhh...please...don't...just....don't... " I replied. He leaned into the cab and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips and gave me a huge smile.

It was the same smile...I remember it. It was that smile that he had on his face the first time I ever saw him. It breaks my heart that somehow he lost that smile. But now it was back. But I felt differently. He got back out of the cab and paid the cab driver 60 dollars which was our fare. I remember feeling different. I wasn't caught up in...something. In his smile. I actually stopped and thought about it...and I actually felt a bit sorry for him. I remember thinking to myself...how can he change between two extremes so quickly. He doesn't really know who he is...he's so young...I just felt sorry for him.

I gave the cab driver an extra 20 (a pretty hefty tip I'd say) but she said that she couldn't accept tips...huge smile on her face. I got out of the cab and we were at my friend's sisters house on Put In Bay Island. I don't know why we were there. When we got there her sister asked us if we wanted to join the Sunday ceremony. Of course I said yes. We walked outside to their back yard and there was a little garden.

My two old roommates were sitting outside on chairs, their heads bowed in deep meditation. They didn't even notice us come in. This is the second dream I've had recently involving them. We took our seats. I remember not being caught up with him...in fact I barely noticed him sitting next to me. And instead I bowed my head and began to meditate.[/b]

Originally Posted by Burns

My most emotional dreams involves the death of a loved one like my husband, mom, or sister. Most of the time the depression these dreams cause persist even after I wake up from them.
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I get that alot aswell, sometimes it takes me a couple hours to snap out of it.

i had a dream that my dad had died and for a while while i was awake i beleived that was quite upsetting

The most recent time I was visited by my dead dad in a dream (sometime last week), he was seeing my aunt. I mean, SEEING her. You know. And I felt a wave of the utmost disgust and a bit of betrayal wash over me. I remember wanting to die in my dream rather than sit there and watch two of the most unpleasant people I've ever known getting close. I can't even remember having felt so much disgust in a dream before - not even in the occasional (and very rare) blood and gore nightmare. It was just bad.